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Comment by Nat & Dave Hall on December 15, 2011 at 20:37

oh, wonderful! :-)

The natural world remains a constant source of inspiration.

May I add a first piece :-)simmerdim (high summer)

Comment by Richard Claxton on October 20, 2011 at 12:29

I have just put an interpretation of HG Longfeelows Snowflakes onto the main videos,

Have a look & let my know what you think, don"t by afraid to be offensive

Best wishes Richard 

Comment by Richard Claxton on October 20, 2011 at 12:18

Thanks Dan 

 I did a version of this with my dulcet tones on, slightly different but this won a poetry competition at a video club I go to.

 

 

Comment by Dan Carrington on October 20, 2011 at 10:45

Brilliant Richard- a great way to put poetry across- thanks for joining the group- was beginning to feel quite lonely here- look forward to more stuff from you:)

Comment by Richard Claxton on October 20, 2011 at 1:04

Hi all this yideo is something I put together some time ago, I hope you enjoy

Comment by Richard Claxton on October 20, 2011 at 1:02

Leisure from Richard Claxton on Vimeo.

Comment by Dan Carrington on October 18, 2011 at 17:05

Whilst walking in the woods today i noticed many nests which i never found in the Summer  but are now plain to see as the leaves fall- reminded me of this poem by Edward Thomas:

Birds Nests

 

The summer nests uncovered by autumn wind,
Some torn, others dislodged, all dark,
Everyone sees them: low or high in tree,
Or hedge, or single bush, they hang like
a mark.

Since there's no need of eyes to see them with
I cannot help a little shame
That I missed most, even at eye's level, till
The leaves blew off and made the seeing no game.

'Tis a light pang. I like to see the nests
Still in their places, now first known,
At home and by far roads. Boys knew them not,
Whatever jays and squirrels may have done.

And most I like the winter nests deep-hid
That leaves and berries fell into:
Once a dormouse dined there on hazel-nuts,
And grass and goose-grass seeds found soil and grew.

Comment by Dan Carrington on October 4, 2011 at 18:49

Autumn Birds by John Clare

The wild duck startles like a sudden thought,
And heron slow as if it might be
caught.
The flopping crows on weary wings go by
And grey beard jackdaws
noising as they fly.
The crowds of starlings whizz and hurry by,
And darken
like a cloud the evening sky.
The larks like thunder rise and suthy
round,
Then drop and nestle in the stubble ground.
The wild swan hurries
hight and noises loud
With white neck peering to the evening cloud.
The
weary rooks to distant woods are gone.
With lengths of tail the magpie
winnows on
To neighbouring tree, and leaves the distant crow
While small
birds nestle in the edge below.

Comment by Dan Carrington on September 11, 2011 at 15:20

Have been,and will be, spending most of my time down on the estuary ready for the Autumn/Winter spectaculars so here's a poem for the estuary:

 

There is an estuary
where streams and wild rivers meet
and mingle with the salted tides.
It gathers all the water to it—
like the afterlife of rain: inevitable!

I too must be an estuary of confluent tides—
this earth-body of antlered thoughts,
the decay of leaves: my branching mind.
Tumbling with stones and salmon toward the sea,
the rivers of the Earth move through me.

—Jason Kirkey

Comment by Dan Carrington on July 12, 2011 at 18:53

Well Shetland seems to be the place to be this month and after spending 12 months there myself i can understand why. Whilst i was up there the lyrics to one song truly encapsulated how i felt and was played constantly on my tour around the islands and more so now that i have returned home- Enjoy:

 That's Where I Belong- Alan Jackson:

When the frantic pace of life attacks me
And weighs me to the ground
I long for someplace to escape
To the one place i have found

No stoplights to obey
No signs or limits there
Just drop the hook
And make your home almost anywhere

Where the sky meets the water
Where the wind is my song
Where the sun is my brother
That's where I belong

The gentle motion of the seas
Just rocks me off to sleep
No sirens, cars or screams
just quiet ocean breeze

A frigate bird encircles me
A 1000 feet above
She dips her wing and bows her head
Like we share a common love

Where the sky meets the water
Where the wind is my song
Where the sun is my brother
That's where I belong

When the moonlight cracks the edge of night
And stars are everywhere
I can taste the rum and coke
And I can smell that salty air

A light spray across my bow
Cools the evening sun
As it slowly melts into the sea
And tells me day is done

Where the sky meets the water
Where the wind is my song
Where the sun is my brother
That's where I belong

When the common themes of life
They come and overload my brain
I steer my thoughts right to that place
That takes me far away

When the traffic fills that concrete path
That takes me back and forth
I usually sit and dream about
That biggest piece of earth

Where the sky meets the water
Where the wind is my song
Where the sun is my brother
That's where I belong

Where the sky meets the water
Where the wind is my song
Where the sun is my brother
That's where I belong

Yeah, that's where I belong
Oh, that's where I belong

When the frantic pace of life attacks me
And weighs me to the ground
I long for someplace to escape
To the one place i have found

No stoplights to obey
No signs or limits there
Just drop the hook
And make your home almost anywhere

Where the sky meets the water
Where the wind is my song
Where the sun is my brother
That's where I belong

The gentle motion of the seas
Just rocks me off to sleep
No sirens, cars or screams
just quiet ocean breeze

A frigate bird encircles me
A 1000 feet above
She dips her wing and bows her head
Like we share a common love

Where the sky meets the water
Where the wind is my song
Where the sun is my brother
That's where I belong

When the moonlight cracks the edge of night
And stars are everywhere
I can taste the rum and coke
And I can smell that salty air

A light spray across my bow
Cools the evening sun
As it slowly melts into the sea
And tells me day is done

Where the sky meets the water
Where the wind is my song
Where the sun is my brother
That's where I belong

When the common themes of life
They come and overload my brain
I steer my thoughts right to that place
That takes me far away

When the traffic fills that concrete path
That takes me back and forth
I usually sit and dream about
That biggest piece of earth

Where the sky meets the water
Where the wind is my song
Where the sun is my brother
That's where I belong

Where the sky meets the water
Where the wind is my song
Where the sun is my brother
That's where I belong

Yeah, that's where I belong
Oh, that's where I belong

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